You come in, sit on my bed, <br />Telling me you’re sorry, <br />Over and over again, <br />For another night that you dread. <br /> <br />My screaming eyes still stinging, <br />From all the betrayed tears I can’t cry. <br />You saying that it hurts you, <br />More then it hurts me to strike your fist against my skin. <br />Only if that was true, <br />But my soul speaks the truth, <br />Your lies speak none of. <br />Telling me it won’t happen again, <br />It happens over and over again, <br />I know this of truth. <br /> <br />My flesh may not be black and blue but, <br />My body is secretly broken and bruised, <br />My heart cut into yet another piece. <br />You can not see the scars on my skin, <br />For you leave no marks, <br />Unless its on my heart. <br /> <br />You are crying you say, <br />Out of guilt. <br />With one more push that knocks me down, <br />Then comes the size 8 shoe, <br />Because I don’t stay the right things. <br />At the time where I have just been, <br />Hurt so badly I cant stand up. <br />Yep this might mean another hospital trip, <br />I plead for you to stop. <br />Please no please I forgive you! ! ! <br />I love you please stop! ! ! <br /> <br />I lay there limp thinking, <br />Did I really deserve it this time, Mom? ? ?<br /><br />Mrs. Cynosure<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/did-i-deserve-it/
